Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears
Before the throne my surety stands
My name is written on His hands
My name is written on His hands
His Spirit answers to the blood
And tells me I am born of God
And tells me I am born of God
He ever lives above, for me to intercede
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead
His blood atoned for all our race
And sprinkles now the throne of grace
And sprinkles now the throne of grace
To God I'm reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear
With confidence I now draw nigh
And "Father, Abba, Father," cry
And "Father, Abba, Father," cry
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Alternate verses:
Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary
They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die!"
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die!"
The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son
His Spirit answers to the blood
And tells me I am born of God
And tells me I am born of God
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